I’ve discovered a startling trend to my blog posts: Complete astonishment at how quickly time passes.
Somehow, a whole month has gone by since my last post. Babies, man. Just…Babies.
Of course, this translates into my life in that I constantly feel like time is passing and I’m not taking full advantage of it – and I mean that in every way possible.
That’s how long it takes to sit down and write an actual for-realsies post.
Because, like my sweet, sleeping daughter (above), I’m too tired to give a good goddamn. #imwithher?
I’ve only done this mom thing for a hair over a month, but I already have a sneaking suspicion that I can’t be the only one who sometimes opts for less-than-Pinterest mom behavior when no one is looking. Hence the premise for this new confessional series.
Here’s the first:
Just picked Alana’s first legit booger…
…didn’t have a tissue handy. Fed booger to dog.
I’ve got a fever…And the only prescription is more…
ANTIBIOTICS!! (sadly, not cowbell)
I have 3 partial blog entries, all left as drafts in various states of progress.
So, in the spirit of never having enough time to finish things ever again, I publish this, my first postpartum post!
Stay tuned for more!*
*Because who knows? I may get around to finishing at least one of these 3 other posts…or start writing 3 more…
Not another sappy motherhood blog…
The face of fear.
Hi, I’m Becca. And I’m going to be a
30-something lady child pretending to be a MOM! (thumbs up)
I’m not afraid to be really for-real about things. FO’ REAL.
As long as we have that understanding, I cannot apologize for anything you read on this blog that might (read – will):
- Cause dizziness, nausea, or numbness/tingling (in this case, please call your PCP or 911)